It was as if some huge monster was quietly 'seeping' out from behind the wall.

Sensing Ye Qingxuan's gaze, it lowered its head, and one of the compound eyes on both sides lit up.

And so, where the line of sight was swept, the material and color of the plaster slowly spread out—petrified sight! This spider mother actually had the blood of a thin gargoyle!

The moonlight struggled to compete with the gaze, and where the two met, there was a steady stream of fine crushed stone powder, which was the dust that had been petrified and expanded.

In the continuous sound of the spider, the young man faintly saw the projection of the hideous spider mother slowly raise her two knife feet towards himself......

"It's a little hard right now. ”

Ye Qingxuan twisted his stiff neck and clenched his cane: "It's challenging!"

Boom!――

For three minutes, on the dead street, only Ye Qingxuan was running for his life.

Behind him, the entire huge building was already covered with spider silk, and countless spiders rolled in all directions like a tide, and for a while they didn't know what demon's lair they had passed through, causing a big commotion.

And the culprit guy was already squatting in the corner and wiping cold sweat, looking at the chaotic scene in the distance, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

- Sure enough, I can't beat it!

He sighed, and once again strengthened his determination to 'beat the drum, beat the drum, and never face it head-on'! Since his debut, the vengeful evil spirit of Avalon has never been shaken by anyone's openness, and has always relied on despicable and obscene food.

There's no way, the difference in strength is too big, who shakes who is stupid......

And how cool it is to play a stuffy stick, worry-free and effort-saving. Go down with a stick and you'll have everything!

He sighed and touched his cane, the sword was dusty...... It's a waste in your own hands. When will it become a full-fledged musician, I'm afraid it will awaken its full power.

There are so many music theories hidden in a hat, Ye Qingxuan doesn't believe it. Ye's nearly a thousand years of accumulation, haven't put any good things in it?

If you don't want powerful movements such as "Guangling Stops" and "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji", why don't you have a song about "The Resentment of the Long Gate"? At least there should be "Words of Return" that goes back and forth for 3,000 miles in one night? There are also two or three pieces of symbolic movement of the school of change such as "The Singing of Wind and Thunder......

imagined a bright future that did not exist, so Ye Qingxuan's mood was much better.

Soon, however, the noise began to sound again, breaking the silence.

Ye Qingxuan frowned, slowly raised his head, and looked overhead.

Above the dry trees above him, a large pitch-black raven was staring at him fiercely. Screaming loudly, attracting the demons around him.

This is their way of making a living, and after the demon kills him, it can also peck at the carrion on the skeleton. Unfortunately, the demons in the surrounding houses were either attracted by the disturbance caused by the spider mother in the distance, or they were afraid of the disturbance, and hid in their hiding places, motionless.

"-Quack, quack!"

It's useless to call people. The crow was stunned for a moment, and suddenly panicked. Shouting: "Quack !!!"

There was still no one coming, and in the silence, only the young man whistled pitifully, got up slowly, and walked over, with a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Quack Quack !!!"

The crow wants to spread its wings and fly away. But he was frozen by a powerful frost ray in Ye Qingxuan's hand, rolled to the ground, and curled up in the corner and released a terrible voice: "Quack quack!!

It's a pity that no matter how much you ask for help, it's still useless. The dark shadow of the boy had already taken it, smiling with a chill.

"You like to call, don't you?"

Ye Qingxuan thought about it. He took off a bundle of rope from behind his waist and pulled it in his hand, and his smile became satisfied: "Then I'll let you have a good time......

Five minutes later, the raven, battered and bloodied had been tied up with rope and hung from the boy's cane, swaying and shivering.

In the bleak wind and cold rain, two disorderly feathers fell to the ground, and they did not look miserable. But it's obviously a lot more well-behaved, and I know when to call and when to shut up.

"The mourning bird, the name of bullying the soft and fearing the hard is really not blown. Ye Qingxuan sneered, holding him in his hand, and walked into the depths of the alley.

When he had found a satisfactory dead alley, he hung the crow on the wall, and after some careful arrangement, he took out several traps from his backpack and put them around.

Finally, he wiped the sweat from his head with satisfaction, looked up at the crow that began to tremble, raised his cane and whipped it vigorously: "Scream, scream, scream, no one will come to save you!"

So the crow did scream under the inhumane torture.

It's not like the hellish 'Break your throat, break your throat!' but at least it works.

Hearing the sound of the small footsteps of Xi Xi Suo Suo in the distance, Ye Qingxuan quietly hid in the shadows, clenched the 'stuffy stick' in his hand, and began to happily wait for the rabbit to get up......

Today is definitely Good Friday for the Ravens in Shadow of Avalon, where this popular group of demons has been brutally hunted today.

There was a shameless dark shadow looking for these 'poor' little creatures everywhere, and then one by one they grabbed them and tied them up, lured the passing demons into their traps, and then slammed the sticks.

When one crow is killed by him, he changes another one, and when the second one dies, he changes it to a third......

In just a few hours, the crow in the South Buck district was hit by the seedling, almost breaking the root in the hands of this little mourner, and the demons also saw the ghost, and after hearing the signal, they pounced, but they could only find a crow that was tied up and completely tempted.

Immediately after that, there was a stuffy stick in the back of the head.

Boom!

Another ape ghost was knocked out and fell to the ground.

Ye Qingxuan skillfully pulled out the knife in front of the trembling crow, cut the skin of the ape ghost and bleed, and after collecting the most valuable materials, he kicked it into the sewer next to him with one foot without regret, and after saving up a bunch of them, he purified them all with moonlight at one time!

The two most precious vertebrae on the ape's body were soaked in alchemical solution. Stuff it into a backpack. The backpack was already bulging, and it was almost overwhelmed.

Seeing that he had earned tens of thousands of pounds in just a few hours, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt that the Shadow of Avalon was really a good place to make a fortune. He only needs to catch a few crows to knock the stick, and if the demon he attracts is too strong, he can turn around and run, and then catch another crow to start a new one......

It's a lot of money!

It's a pity that my backpack can't fit anymore......

After the last collective purification of those demons piled together. Ye Qingxuan was already sitting on the ground tiredly. Using the moonlight sequence several times in an afternoon, although the pressure is borne by the Eye of Indra, it will also be exhausting after all, so let's take a break for the time being, and wait for Lao Fei to contact him.

It's just that when he raised his head again, he found a faint fog coming in the distance.

In the dead silence of the night, which seemed to be unchanged for eternity, a miserable white mist gradually emerged from every corner. Where the thick white mist passed, it swallowed up all the noise. Silence all things.

I didn't feel the slightest moisture, but the fog came so abruptly, like the mist that lingers over Avalon every morning and dusk, but with a hint of rotten stench, it flooded every place.

In the thick fog, I couldn't see my fingers.

In the distance, there was a faint roar of thunder.

Ye Qingxuan stopped. Examine the white mist carefully, as the mist emerges. The singing that had been in my ears all the time was gone.

It's like being strangled to death.

The thought sent shudders down the spine.

Although the song was gone, he felt that the hostility in this city of shadows had increased tenfold, and every inch of air and land was filled with disgust and hostility towards outsiders, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Traitor ......"

In the mist, someone gritted his teeth and made a sound, "Traitor......"

The voice was old and hoarse. It was as if a roar came from far away, filled with hatred from the heart, repeating over and over again: "Traitor...... Traitor...... Traitor ......"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pressed his top hat, but the sleeping power on the top hat seemed to be awakened. The fluttering voice in his ears became clear.

I could hear the vague and resentful murmur, a list of usurpers, full of resentment.

"Gnavel, Gawain, Parcival...... And Merlin, Merlin...... You clown, sodomite, devil ......" The voice was full of bitter madness and anger:

"Traitor...... All traitors...... They're all traitors!"

Ye Qingxuan listened, and only felt chills in his bones: to be honest, he didn't want to know who the hoarse voice in this fog came from at all. But the association in his mind made him involuntarily point his suspicions at the king who was sleeping in the palace and did not know whether he was alive or dead......

"Arthur, what did you do back then?"

He muttered to himself, not daring to think about it again. Perhaps the shaman is right, some secrets are too dirty and should be kept asleep in the dark forever. Any reckless retrospective would be self-inflicted......

In just a few hours, he felt that he was beginning to become familiar with the haunted place of Shadow of Avalon, but this haunted place now felt incredibly strange to him.

He couldn't sit still, just here he could feel a dangerous aura passing by. It is clear that the closer you get to the core and the upper city, the more dangerous it is now.

After the fog, the shadow of Avalon has become a completely different place.

He immediately began to pack his bags, and after throwing away all unnecessary things, he walked lightly and quickly in the direction of the city gate.

After dodging a few dangerous breaths passing by, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickened his pace in the direction of the city gate, but suddenly, his footsteps stopped abruptly.

In the silence, there was only a blur in the thick white mist. No matter how many revelation faction movements were blessed, Ye Qingxuan could only see the situation a few meters away at most, and it seemed that it was already the limit.

He looked around, looking at the quiet shadows of the city in the mist. The silent city was as cold and gloomy as ever, without any abnormalities.

But for some reason, he suddenly had a sense of crisis born in his heart.

"Is it a delusion?" (To be continued.) )